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     these are the stories i promised to write in my blog…stories which were told during ghostbusters…group 3 first checkpoint…

CHECKPOINT 3

   Once there was a railway station in taiping…i think it is called Pokok Asam…many people died there..why? because everytime they wait for the train..their eyesight will become blur…when that happens…they will hear the train chugging…louder and louder…since their eyesight was blur…i couldn’t run anywhere to hide or avoid the train..so their lives were taken….if you have read my blog "cadet camp, day two" then you will know…

CHECKPOINT 4

      Last time the boy’s bathroom was a prostitute area..there was one prostitute..she loves to wear red dresses and she has long and beautiful red fingernails…one day..she met a guy..she fell in love with that guy..but unfortunately..her love was unrequited…she was heartbroken..but she wouldnt’ give up..then..the guy that she loves did something which made her very sad and angry..he broke her left hands’ fingernail…and he killed her…her soul stayed at that place eventhough it was rebuild..our task was to return her fingernail…

CHECKPOINT 5

     A long time ago, there was a newly wed couple..eventhough they were newly wed..they quarrel a lot..one unlucky day, they died in an accident..their souls wouldn’t rest but returned to their house and haunt it..banging sounds were heard everywhere in the house..the wife is always crying..our task was to calm down the wife…

CHECKPOINT 6

    Last time…a long time ago…there were two prostitute…they were murdered…until now their souls would not rest in peace..they haunt the bathroom of the upper hall…our task was to reassure them so that they can forget about the past and rest in peace…

CHECKPOINT 7

     During the construction of the building…the workers found a skeleton of a baby…we were told to pay respect to it…our task was to take out the baby’s bones…

  Checkpoint 1, 2 and 8 did not play…because not enuf time…><…so i think that’s all….haiz….suddenly i miss cadet camp…thinking about the things we have done there wasn’t that torturing…in fact..it was not torturing at all…oh well…i jz hate the mud…hahahahahah…..

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